Rest in peace, Mr. Lennon

[shenmue]

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I was seven years old that day. Won't ever forget seeing it on the news.

[MoonRiver]

1. It was a horrible day.

[Ohiya]

2. When I heard...

Monday Night Football

" It was the Dolphins against the Patriots, the fourth quarter. It was an important game to both teams, as they fought for a playoff berth, and a tense series of downs. Suddenly Howard Cosell interrupted his colorful commentary and said a funny thing, apropos of nothing discernible on the screen. He said, "Yet, however egregious a loss might seem to either side at this point of time, we must never lose sight of the fact... that this is only a football game."

A very un-Howard-Cosell-like thing to say, I thought, and turned up the sound. After a few moments of silence Howard announced over the play-action fake unfolding on the field that John Lennon had been shot and killed outside his apartment in New York. "

This description is from the short story, " Now we know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall " by Ken Kesey.

He describes this much, much better than I ever could.

Peace

[ariadne0614]

3. I still cant watch the coverage.

On that awful day, I was on my way to work in an office building adjacent to Madison Square Garden. As usual, I picked up a copy of the NYT at my subway station. The headline screamed at me, but my brain froze and refused to take in the news. It stayed frozen all the way to my stop at Penn Station, and through the crowd of commuters, and on the elevator to my office, and to my desk. About half an hour into my shift it hit me, and I had to leave. For the next six days, the television stayed off. It was devastating, and even writing this brings back the tears. His voice is needed now more than ever. I will always miss John Lennon.

[spanone]

4. K&R...